Dragon King's Harem Chapter 349. Fear And Rage I

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 349. Fear And Rage I

Our conversation was abruptly interrupted by a thunderous roar that echoed through the camp. Before I could even process the sound, screams pierced the air, mingling with guttural grunts that hinted at a scene of chaos unfolding within the confines of the healing tent.

Reacting swiftly, I gestured to Eir, motioning for him to remain vigilant and guard the perimeter of the camp. The safety of our surroundings couldn't be compromised, especially with potential threats looming in the form of both the lizard tribe convoy and opportunistic bandits lurking in the shadows.

With a shared understanding of the urgency of the situation, Jyne and I wasted no time in hastening towards the source of the commotion. We reached the healing tent. A surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins, heightening my senses and sharpening my focus.

Without hesitation, we flung open the flaps of the tent, bracing ourselves for whatever awaited us inside. What we found was exactly as I had feared – a scene of utter chaos and distress.

The scene inside the tent was chaotic and tense as the two wounded dragons, now awake, thrashed about in a state of fear and confusion. Their movements were wild and erratic, claws slashing and jaws snapping as they roared in distress. Despite their injuries, their primal instincts as dragons drove them to lash out aggressively, viewing any perceived threat as a target for their wrath.

Al's focus had shifted from his Magic Pouch to the immediate threat at hand. With a swift and practiced motion, he unleashed his Shadow Bind skill, casting dark tendrils of magic to ensnare one of the rampaging dragons, temporarily immobilizing it and preventing further harm.

Meanwhile, Evelina used her Barrier skill to erect a protective barrier around the other dragon, containing its movements and preventing it from attacking the surrounding healers and soldiers. Her barrier shimmered with a faint, protective light, serving as a temporary prison for the agitated creature.

The dragon soldiers, unarmed but determined, attempted to calm the rampaging dragons, speaking to them in soothing tones and reassuring them that they were among friends and that their suffering was at an end. However, their efforts seemed to fall on deaf ears as the dragons continued their frenzied onslaught, their minds clouded by fear and pain.

Meanwhile, amidst the chaos of the rampaging dragons, the healers sprang into action, their primary concern shifting to the safety and well-being of the other patients within the tent. With swift and decisive movements, they began to gather the patients and their medical equipment into one centralized location, huddling together in a corner of the tent for added protection.

Two healers stationed themselves at the back of the makeshift refuge, their daggers at the ready as they prepared for the possibility of needing to tear open the tent and evacuate the patients in case of an emergency.

The remaining healers positioned themselves at the front of the group, their faces set in determined grimaces as they readied their barrier spells to shield the patients from harm. With practiced precision, they extended their hands, conjuring shimmering barriers of magical energy that encircled the group, forming a protective shield against the chaos unfolding within the tent.

Despite the urgency of the situation, the healers remained calm and composed. Some of the patients, still weak and unable to move much on their own, were carefully supported and shielded by the healers, ensuring that they remained safe and protected amidst the turmoil.

With firm steps, I approached the two rampaging dragons, my gaze sharp and unwavering despite the chaos unfolding around us. Once I drew nearer, it became increasingly evident that these creatures were in the grip of strong trauma reactions, their fear and confusion manifesting in aggressive displays of rage and aggression.

In situations involving humans, calming techniques and sedatives might be employed to alleviate distress and prevent further harm. However, dealing with dragons presented a unique set of challenges. Their formidable size, strength, and thick hide made traditional methods of intervention impractical and potentially dangerous.

I assessed the situation carefully, weighing my options and considering the best course of action. It was clear that attempting to reason with them verbally would likely prove futile, as their heightened state of agitation rendered them largely unresponsive to words alone.

In the absence of feasible sedation methods, I knew that physical restraint would be necessary to prevent the dragons from causing harm to themselves or others. However, achieving this without exacerbating their distress or risking injury posed a significant challenge. Also, administering sedatives orally was out of the question in their current state.

My hand extended forward. "Telekinetic," I muttered under my breath, calling upon my innate ability without breaking my forward momentum. Invisible energy crackled in the air as my telekinetic power surged forth, enveloping the dragons in its grasp.

The invisible force bound their massive bodies tightly, restraining their frenzied movements. The commotion drew the attention of Evelina, Al, and the dragon soldiers. Their eyes turned towards me, their expressions a mixture of surprise and concern, but I paid them no heed. My focus remained fixed on the towering beasts before me.

"Dragons!" I shouted, my voice cutting through the chaos with authority. "Don't you recognize your own king?!" The words echoed with a commanding intensity, fueled by frustration and urgency. I knew that this approach was drastic, perhaps even harsh, but in the face of their primal rage, words of reason would fall upon deaf ears.

The dragons, caught in the grip of my telekinetic power, seemed to pause in their onslaught, their movements momentarily stilled by the force of my command.